Chapter 4

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Cas follows Dean out to some older looking car. It was shiny and nice, just not what he had been expecting of the supposed multi millionaire. He says nothing though, intent not to learn anything of this alpha who had keys to his new place, owned him essentially now. Thankfully, Dean had at least locked up after they closed the door behind them. Once the car started moving, Dean tossed the keys to the place towards Cas, who clumsily grabbed them up. "I have my own copy of those keys." Dean said to him as if in some type of warning. He just nods, pocketing them.

He watches the scenery pass by them, thinking he'll have to learn the bus routes for this side of the city to get back and forth. He hoped even though the neighborhood they were leaving behind looked rough, that Gabe would be okay. He'd have to dedicate some of his first paycheck to get the both of them some of those cheap cell phones gas stations sell just so he could check in on him through the day. "How much do I get to keep, and how much am I required to pay out of each check?" he asks.

Dean glances over to him. "It's up to you. As long as you stay at this job, stay at the apartment and make payments each month, you give what you feel you can. Up to you how long it takes to pay off." He gives a sidelong glance to the omega. "And when you're ready to upgrade to the brothel, you just let me know, sweetheart." he says teasingly.

Cas shoots the man a hateful glare. "That won't be happening anytime soon, fucker."

"Well not with that attitude or mouth." Dean says with a laugh. "You may spray that scent suppressant all over you. But you're still an omega. Such crude words shouldn't ever pass across those pretty pouty lips."

"But the dicks of stranger's should?" Cas snaps.

Dean just keeps his grin up, "Would be a pretty sight for sure." Cas stays quiet. "Fine. I'll wait you out." Dean says, turning his full attention back to the road.

Cas stays quiet for the remainder of the drive until they are pulling into a restaurant. It wasn't some mom and pop place, but it also wasn't fancy looking by any means from the outside. Discreet would be the word to come to mind. Low key. When Dean turns off the car and steps out, he follows suit, walking behind him and into the place. Inside was much nicer than the outside made it appear to be. Round tables with white tablecloths and already preset place settings with empty glasses waiting for drinks to be poured.

Dean just casually strolls through the place, unbuttoning his suit jacket and shoving his hands in his pockets. He goes down a hall, past the kitchens to a small office, giving a knock on the doorjam before letting himself in. An older man lifts his head from the stack of papers spread out before him. "Hey boy." He greets warmly before looking over Dean's shoulder, smile dropping a bit. "I don't need no more workers." He says, waving his hand and looking back to his paperwork.

"C'mon Bobby. One more. For me?" Dean said with an easy grin, scratching at the stubble on his face. Cas had to admit he was a damn attractive alpha despite the circumstances they knew each other. The thought made his neck and tips of his ears sting red.

The older alpha, Bobby, tosses down his pen clearly annoyed. "I don't need anymore of your little idjits runnin' around here."

Dean gives a shrug, turning for Cas and grabbing at his shoulder to spin him around to walk back down the hall. "Alright. Whore house it is then."

"What? Wait! No!" Cas shouts out trying to get Dean's hand off his burning neck.

Bobby tosses his head back with a grumble. Dean knew he hated to see anyone go to that place. "Balls." He says under his breath. "Fine!" He shouts after Dean, standing to catch them in the hallway. Dean turning back to him with a slow grin. "You're lucky I don't beat you for everyone you make me take."

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